Luke smokes pot. He told me so today. I told him his breath smelt funny. He told me mine smelt of fish. I blamed mine on the fish pie at lunch. He said his was because of the pot he'd been smoking while he was gardening. I said to him, "Luke, if my father were here, he'd say to you, 'Luke, pots are for women to cook with, not for men to smoke'" but I don't think Luke understood. Or maybe I didn't. He told me alot about marijuana. I can't say I really understood it all. He told me I would find it relaxing but I told him that I'm so close to death, I can't really be more relaxed.
So Luke told me that
marijuana is good for helping to fight infection. Well, I didn't know that! You learn a new thing every day. Well, maybe not EVERY day. Although, on days when I use the computer after Thomas, I certainly learn about new naked yoga positions. I worry about all the nakedness in the world sometimes. Perhaps this is why we have global warming - to keep all these naked people warm.
So I asked Luke if marijuana would be good for fighting zombie infection. He said that if he ever meets one, he'll try and share a joint with it and let me know if it helps at all after... He's such a good boy!
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